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llegos - all i want lyrics
here i am at 24, again in front of a microphone and i am anxious
story of my life is a whole lot of sh-t. n-body else can write these pages
i walk the world but it’s in the mirror where i see a whole lot more faces
who the h-ll in my head? never know if he’s safe or he’s dangerous
i’m running they bases
the blood in my trachea is; they want it they chase us
i stay front they ate dust
they wanna trade places, upset that they ain’t us
i hustle that make sense, it’s all one hundred like a+
i cover my bases, insured in my chases and you can take that to the bank. b-tch
too soon i’ll be greatness so let this champagne drip
sensations i crave it, good gracious
and if you a bad b-tch, oh my gracious
i’m down on my knees and i bow with these praises
shouts out to women who kept me around
two most powerful i know grew up in my house
but i’m still a hound, i love to watch it jiggle and bounce
i have a million routes
i do more than a maze, they say
40 distilled for my doubts, orange peel on my mouth
just you wait until my name really gets out
i struggle some days but that’s only made me more hungry for plays
my 20s have been in oregon where it’s just timbers and lakes
i’ll be jumping on stage in what seems like a couple of days
take a bus around the states, raise a fuss every place
everything i record i meant to say
seems like you hear the things that i never say
i feel like i’m hemingway
earning my work, turning some dirt, put the works on the rims of an escalade
i been to h-ll but i can get to heaven in eleven ways
shout out to day ones, shout out to right nows
thank you for pressing play
like me my women home grown and organic; they never shave
pour me some whiskey and lemonade
n-body wanna take the risk, all want to celebrate
my blueprint the relic
but how can you tell a fake?
little boutique or store-branded?
all of our art is stolen, where are the seeds i planted?
please let me breathe and just manage
what a beautiful planet
d-mn that’s some truth
my life is the collage of events of being damaged at youth
little trust and respect against my enemies so i’m careful with the hands that i choose
my family some troops
f-ck the mainstream. did we forget afghanistan shoots?
i’m a wildfire so i camp in the booth and
i really can’t understand why i cannot just vanish and poof
you be slamming that goose; turn your hippocampus to p–ps
so you got one hot song, think you stand a chance?
well my alb-ms are a novel long, i’m thinking man that’s a goof
cl-ssrooms, campuses, schools
studying music theory just handed me tools
making more jams than in fruits
semi-pro inventing the slam on the hoop
upgrades in my life like a ram cpu
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